It hurts everyone, and I do all the leg muscles. There is one on the side of the calf, with whom I interacted not in my life. So far, I scream as I keep writing. Since then, the stiffness Penance is that one has to go after the absolute happiness.
Yesterday I went hiking. Well, walking is a very beautiful place it. Rather say that yesterday we went to do the monkey Indiana Jones style (if I see my mother gives me a campion of those of "going to fall and I'll give up me.")
My friends Jeff and Josefine are experienced Trisca-hills. They are able to get into the bush at eight in the morning and continue until six o'clock. I've been trying for months to go with them, and months avoiding it. There is nothing that makes me more nervous than being a burden, and I do much walking cities, but once I started climbing the waterfall of Yosemite almost died (it did, four hours p'arriba, a couple or three p'abajo, if I remember correctly). Of course this was very high. This was completely level, more a matter of climbing trails and less. And it seemed easier. And he warned that if he died, I returned the car without problems.
So there we were, eight o'clock, to make the goat a while to Eaton Canyon in Pasadena. I all cute with my black pants and my white shirt (which is not), feeling Kate in Lost . Josefine
had asked me two things last night, testing the waters. One, if he was afraid of heights. Negative. Two, if it was awkward. Positive (I do not laugh). She answered " Not expected to say that . "My daughter, it would be a lie. I was always getting on very full, but also falling in many places (which is generally not expected, but the site shorter and easier) .
discovered that the awkwardness that came to mind in the middle of a river trail and to avoid the mountains, there you go changing shore. Jumping on stones. Stones in the water. That slide. It was a relief first to eat the earth was Jeff, at the very beginning. I do not know what he did, but ended up soaked to the crown, which is fine for a beginner like me, who did not fall until the last crossing before reaching the waterfall number one. " is your baptism! " Jeff yelled across the floor with laughter, while I watched with regret my ass wet. Baptism, I'll give her baptism, the water was frozen. Now if I had known the showers I'm going to give in the next few hours, I had gotten to her waist.
Because not content to reach the base of the first cataract, like all my neighbors to do the route and believe me, many children of neighbors who do, decided to climb the top. So that we understand, there is no path that takes you to that place. There are walls very rich and very crazy people, like us, who is set to climb. The vertical was not extreme, but rethinks what to do at the time your friend says that the " Let's have fun, but please, id safe." Ideal. Monte p'arriba, through wall, Josefine, who has a phobia of heights, nearly kills him (after falling by a rope, she shouted " But do not you just ask if there were any other animals and I said no? ").
The climbing was fun time, but the best was when river. Because once we reached the top of the falls was to follow up the river which Pocahontas, to the next waterfall, which we were ... As none had gone there yet, unaware that there are parts that ... no land firm, only water. Come on, you have to get inside.
If a normal person gets wet (and the normal person is Jeff, who remained entourage almost all the way which Spiderman climbing walls, I swear), imagine a servant, who has a tendency to not know where to put your feet. I tell you that high wall I do not fall, I fall as I walk by the river, slipped, and mojo to the fastener. Sometimes I live in Elei has tremendous advantages, and the morning sun after diving into icy waters is a delight. And there are times when you go with two friends, the last in line, delivers you a good dose of shame. Because they know that I fell a ... ten times in front of their faces. Unknown the other ten I fell when I saw. The good thing is that on the way back to the work of crossing the river by jumping from stone to stone, as you understand, was not that hard, considering that I was soaked to the eyebrows.
What impressed me the trip was not the scenery, which was very beautiful but what I will tell you, I'm from Asturias, the green moves me and reminds me of home, but not amaze me. What blew my mind is how happy I was getting dirty, falling and getting wet. I felt a very hidden part of me, who kept quiet for ten years, was again being silly. Being in tracksuits, with powder to the eyebrows, gravel on the beach, the white shirt ... black and red face and toast made me a sense of community with an alter ego of mine that is not discovered, as I discovered that I liked the rock, but had always been there, and because of puberty, I was numb.
Jeff asked me, when I no longer had standing of laughter after giving me the tenth dip involuntary " Do not you glad you came? " It's the best I've done in a long time. I think I love the forest. O River. Or of nature. Or something. Like I love only my least me. And that is me clapping with joy for having brought to light again.
PS: The photo is of the second cataract, of course.
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